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* I've been stranded here and I'm miles away *
* Making signals hoping they save me *
* I lock myself inside these walls *
* 'Cause out there I'm always wrong *
* I don't think I'm gonna make it *
* So while I'm sitting here on the eve of my defeat *
* I write this letter and hope it saves me *
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